T HAD been a strange Christ
mas Eve. The falling snow
had changed to sleet and
the sleet had turned to rain.
The disappointed children
bad hung their stockings by
the chimney with fears that
the reindeer and the sleigh
of Banta Claus would not
be able to bring him over cne muddy
roads. Their dreams were disturbed
by visions of wreckage and bundles
scattered about. At the church party
there had been a Banta Claus, but
when his mask slipped down and be
put up his hand to fix it they knew
that he was not the real one. There
had been three wise men, following a
star, too, but their white whiskers and
pointed sticks bad frightened the girls
who were the angels so that they
could not sing. And now it seemed as
though the real Christmas would be
a failure, too.
It looked that way to others on that
dreary evening.
It seemed to two
travelers who were making their way
towards the farm house that they
could not keep their closely wrapped
bundle dry much longer and that the
night was very dark Indeed. They
were very glad to pass the sleeping
house and find a refuge In the old
barn and a bed on the fragrant hay.
Their long and weary journey was
forgotten In the dreams that came to
comfort them with pictured hopes, and
they were all unconscious of the peace
and brightness that had succeeded the
storm.
In the house, however, unconscious
ness had been suspended.
Ears
strained in vain for sleigh bells, but a
gentle voice had fallen upon them with
a happy Christmas greeting from Mrs.
Rosebud (for so they called her) and
she had called them to the joy of a
beautiful Christmas morning. In the
colder air there lay a light snow over
all the bareness of the day before and
it was all ready to sparkle back the
merry glances of the coming sun. But
first there gleamed in the pale blue
sky and gathering dawn the light of
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rtwo pounds of pecans I promised to
take down the street, Ellen; I will go
right away."
The doorbell rang vigorously, three
times. “B. B.” hastened to the door.
“If it Isn't my first lieutenant”— a
pet name be had for a member of his
class. "Won’t you come up.”
“No, thank you, Mr. Baxter, I can’t
right now. The girls are planning a
class reunion while they are home for
the Christmas holidays. They want to
By Eleanor E. King
know if they can't count on their
teacher for one of those humdinger
lessons—like they used to have before
we
were scattered to the four winds."
(®. ISIS. Waatani Newspaper Unia».)
"B. B." surprised, dated and happy
F SO ninny year* all In the same breath, just chuckled
i
bad not already the way be always did wl.cn some-
■wept over bls head
—sorrow, great'
worries and time i
whitening his hair
—one would have
declared him too
good to live. His
kindly deeds had made his kindly
face. Ills every act, thought or deed,
was for someone else. Yet, "this man
of God" sat with bls bead on hla hand,
deep in thought. In these lust few
momenta he had lived over ten years
or more; had seen twelve little girls
grow to womanhood.
Mr. Baxter had taken a class from
the beginners' department, Every Hun-
day these twelve little girls had been
a delight aa they sat listening with
eager, attentive faces to the wonder
fully Interesting things they were told.
All too soon came graduation from
grammar school. The lessons had to
Here I« Something to Sneak Upstairs
go f little deeper for the high school
With You."
students. The teacher was fully equal
to the task. Finally college took its thing pleased him unusually. "Tao
toll, until only three of (jls flock re surely can count on me,” was all ba
mained, and those few left in the fell could say.
His “first lieutenant" camo doner,
to start their college career.
Mrs. Baxter came In. Interrupting pretending to whisper, "Now, don’t lot
his reverie. “Ellen,” he began, “I your wife know about thia,” and aha
often think I had such joy In teaching slipped a box into his hand— “here is
those girls; I wonder If I did right in something to sneak upstairs with you.
keeping them under one teacher so Merry Christmua!”
“B. B.” stood dumfounded, alternate
long. I suggested that I turn them
over to some woman to teach; I ly shaking, turning, rattling, smelling
and fondling the box; he took It ui>'
stairs. He dropped into a chair. Bib
was the first time any of his girls had
remembered him on Christmas, beyond
a card, through all these years. He
had always made it a point to toad
to all graduations and Christmans«.
The girls had appreciated it. Thia
was the first time, but, he hastened to
tell himself, it was quite all right—he
had never expected it to bo otherwise.
Unwrapping the tissue paper, the
box disclosed a leather bill-fold with
a hand-tooled design. “Ellen," bo
shouted In his happiness. "See what
<ny •first lieutenant* made with bar
own hands for me. The card on tt
Christmas
Reprimand
■ays:
“‘Just an attempt to show a
part of my great appreciation for the
wonderful work yon have done to
•.caching our class.
TOUII FIRST LIEUTENANT.’•
-Why B. B, This I» No Timo to Worry
About That."
thought the might understand their
needs better but somehow I couldn’t
get up much enthusiasm about it.”
"Why. B. B„" protested his wife,
"this Is no time to worry about that."
"I feel rather responsible for the
girls, and the attitude they may taka.
I hope they haven’t been influenced
too strongly by me.”
"B. B., you are in a bad frame of
mind tonight," interposed Mrs. Bax
ter, sitting down on the arm of his
chair, patting his head. "Don’t you
know that most people are too busy
tonight getting ready for the Christ
mas festivities to be mooning over
past history 1 You know we have to
get the box ready—*
"Uh. yoA" Mok« h “h W
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The Chriatmaa M
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Christmas representa a great historie
event and spiritual truth—the moat
Important of all events, the most pre
cious of all truth»—no lesa than the
coming of God to earth, in human na
ture, In the person of a child, to save
ns from our sins..
That makes the
wonder and the glory and the bless
ing. In the birth of Jesus. Be came
to express the divine love, and by
His sacrificial death, to make that
love effective unto the salvation of
oil Who should believe on him. Ths
cross on Calvary marks the t
In the life of the child born at
I ehem.
It also makes its
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We notice where rural schools ii
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The Star Was Resting Just Over Their
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is proving successful elsewhere, i the morning star, and as the children
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room they saw that the star was rest
ing just over their barn.
Perhaps there never waa a merrier
Christmas morning than the three wise
children enjoyed that day. It wasn’t
merely because the stockings had
grown big and bumpy through the
night. It wasn’t only because they
could even smell the Christmas tree
through the crack tn the parlor door.
It wasn't the new hair ribbons, the
Dutch apron, the small pair of scissors
tied with blue ribbon and the small
pair tied with red ribbon, the angel
cake, the box of “Creole” candy, th«
new skates, the extra doll “Fancy.”
It wasn't all these or the play hous%
or the pencil sharpener, or even the
writing case that made one of the ec
static youngsters say, “Next Christ
mas. when old Sant' comes down the
chimney. I'm going to make him kneel
down, then Hl whisper in hie ear:
‘You old Santy Fatcake 1’” And It
wasn't every blessing of the day that
made them thankful enough, for, pull
ing an orange out of her stocking, one
of them was heard to say, “Santa,
you're giving me too much fruit" But
it was something sweeter, greater end
more beautiful, something that was ia
the under thought of all their hearts
and that was presently to be tn their
experience, for, as they ran down to
the barn, carrying their new treasures
along to play with them oa the barn
floor, they beard a movement and a
strange cry behind the barn door. And.
when they opened the door, there upon
the hay were the travelers, the old man
with the kindly look, the lovely one
who seemed to be his daughter, and
the unbundled baby, smiling so deeply
and so sweetly. It was the baby that
was the best of all. It was the baby
that sat by the table In the high chair,
with little gifts before him. It was
the baby that made the feast so great
ly good for them all and caused these
to give thanks for the star that, ds-
spite the storm and cloud, had lad
them to their barn. It was the baby
that inspired the prayer at one et th«
children that Christinas sight, wbsa
she said, "We know you seat your
little baby Jesus for us to lore.
merry Christman, God I"
Maud Muller es a Christsaas day
Helped harvest presento, by the
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